I want to open the door
I want to see you standing there
I have a pocket full of keys and a mouth full of please
But they're not working like before

You seem better when we're apart
I don't know where to start
I don't want to open the door if you're gonna leave
Am I on the right or wrong side of your heart?

I want to talk about trust
I want to talk about forgiveness
I have a dream full of tomorrow and a heart full of sorrow
But you said it's not about us

You seem better when you're with him
I don't know where he's been
He doesn't know what I know about your life
Will I be a lost or found memory as a friend?